I studied beheading in a mental institution

Feeling a sharp pain, Poseidon saw a crimson figure, which had come to the top of his head!

Fortunately, his size was already large enough. Although the knife pierced his skull, it didn't hurt his vitals.

Poseidon shot one after another, trying to catch Lin Qiye, but no matter how wide his attack range is, it is impossible for Lin Qiye who has the ability of "ignoring space"!

Between the black and red seas, a figure holds a long knife and keeps floating around the giant like a ghost.

The crimson cloak danced wildly in the wind, and the sharp knife light flickered. In just a few tens of seconds, hundreds of bloodstains were left on the body of the giant Poseidon. , that giant has turned into blood!

Dense threads of cause and effect rolled out from under Lin Qiye's cloak, and penetrated into Poseidon's wound,

In the reflection of Lin Qiye's pupils, these silk threads have been intertwined into a giant cocoon, slowly wrapping the giant Poseidon in it... The corners of his mouth slightly raised.

……

Poseidon remembered.

thousands of years ago,

After he was chased and bloodletted by that human being for the first time, it was only ten years later that he met that crimson figure again.

It was a dark night with rolling clouds, and the figure was still holding two knives, walking step by step from the door of his own temple, stepping on blood...

The moment he saw that familiar face, he was terrified,

He yelled frantically, wanting the other gods of Olympus to help him, but no matter how much he shouted, the gods seemed to disappear, and no one responded.

"Poseidon, I'm here." The crimson figure said lightly, "I said, I will come to you again."

He tried to resist, but was still cut to the ground by the crimson figure. The strength of that person made him feel unparalleled despair.

He lay down on the ground and kept kicking his legs to shrink towards the corner of the temple, begging the crimson figure for mercy while retreating, but the latter nailed him to the wall as if he couldn't hear him.

Just like two years ago, the crimson figure cut open his flesh and blood, spreading the entire temple with divine blood, flowing down the ancient stone steps on the mountain...

Amidst the constant begging, Poseidon gradually lost consciousness,

When he was about to die, the crimson figure let him go again and said coldly:

"From now on, every ten years, I will come to you once..."

After that, he disappeared.

……

Poseidon began to have nightmares all night long.

The ten-year agreement came again. He found Zeus, who had become the supreme god at that time, and prayed for his protection. Zeus agreed and let him stay by his side all the time.

But when the crimson figure reappeared, Zeus seemed to disappear out of thin air, without a trace at all.

In desperation... Poseidon once again experienced Ling Chi.

Later, he found countless ways to go to different kingdoms of God and hide in different places, but no matter what, the crimson figure was able to find him accurately, and drained his blood, tortured him to the point of death !

At the seventh time, Poseidon couldn't stand it anymore. He was nailed to death on the surface of the boulder with a long knife, and begged to the crimson figure:

"You kill me... kill me!!!"

"I will kill you...but not now." The figure said lightly,

"Thousands of years later, when the sky turns blood-colored, then... will be your time of death.

Don't try to kill yourself, otherwise, I will appear in front of you. "

A thousand years of time meant that he would have to suffer another hundred times of torture. He couldn't accept this fact, and the day after he recovered from the near-death, he secretly tried to commit suicide with a divine weapon.

But before the artifact touched him, the crimson figure appeared out of thin air, chopped him down with a single knife, and then another Ling Chi bloodletting meal.

He was completely desperate.

That crimson figure was like a lingering nightmare in his Poseidon's fate... His life, his everything, was nothing but the plaything of the other party.

Over the ensuing millennia, Poseidon gradually became insensitive, even adapting to the once-a-decade torture.He gave up all resistance, because he knew that for that person, resistance had no meaning.

In the past thousand years, only the crimson figure walking slowly with two knives in his dreams... and the peaceful voice that sounded like a nightmare again and again:

"Poseidon, here I come."

"..."

"Poseidon, here I come."

"..."

"Poseidon, here I come..."

"..."

……

Shuanglunhai.

Spots of light floated out of Lin Qiye's body, recombined into the blade of [Zhanbai], and he held it in his palm.

He raised his head and glanced in the air, and saw the giant Poseidon who was tightly controlled by the thread of karma. In the eyes of the latter, the original sharpness was no longer there, only endless dullness and numbness remained.

Wearing a crimson cloak and holding two knives, he spoke slowly:

"Poseidon... here I come."

Hearing this demonic whisper, a touch of instinctive panic emerged from Poseidon's dull expression!

The next moment, the mythical ban [Shuanglunhai] shattered and dissipated bit by bit, the red and black ocean turned into starlight and faded away, and the huge size of Poseidon gradually shrank back to its original shape.

Poseidon subconsciously lifted the mythical restriction, which was the painful instinct he had been tortured for thousands of years.

The situation turned around, and the two returned to the top of the sacred mountain, standing face to face.

The storm howled over the top of Sea God Mountain, whining,

After a brief pause, Lin Qiye walked towards Poseidon.

Poseidon, who was covered in wounds, lowered his head, not daring to look at Lin Qiye at all. He stood there silently, his eyes were empty, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Lin Qiye stood still in front of him, raised the [God's Disaster], the black-golden knife pointed at Poseidon's chest, and stabbed into it bit by bit... Scarlet blood flowed down the knife, and Poseidon's face was naked. Visibly pale, but he still lowered his head and remained silent.

In this eerie silence, Poseidon's body was slowly pierced by [God's Disaster], and the power of law continued to dissipate under the influence of [God's Disaster].

He groaned in pain, and the blood dripped down the blade to the ground, gathered into a pool of blood, and gradually spread to the bottom of the mountain...

"Kneel down." Lin Qiye said lightly.

Poseidon didn't hesitate at all, and fell to his knees with a plop, like a numb machine.

"Did you see...the sky is blood-colored."

Lin Qiye said slowly, above the Olympus Mountains, a dark red "x" shaped mark has already dyed the sky blood red.

Hearing these words, Poseidon was slightly taken aback. He looked up at the sky, and his whole body trembled... like fear, but also like excitement.

"Finally..." he said hoarsely, relief appeared in his eyes.

Lin Qiye looked down at Poseidon who was kneeling in front of him, like alms, and like an order:

"The new God King of Olympus, Poseidon..."

"Today, I allow you to die."